Chapter 73: A hard-earned threesome (2)
"Y-Yes, Chris... aaaah... harder... p-push harder!"
Isabelle’s cries of pleasure are even louder and sharper than Zaira’s. Her fingers dig into Chris’s toned ass as she pulls his hips hard against her.
Every inch of his skin is pressed against hers, chest to chest. Their legs intertwine, and their tongues do the same, while his hard cock moves inside her soaked pussy like a drill out of control.
Meanwhile, Zaira is enjoying her break. She’s lying face down on Chris’s back, letting herself be rocked by his steady back-and-forth motion.
"H-Holy shit... I’ve dreamed of this moment for so long..." Chris murmurs, his voice breathless with moans.
I still can’t believe I’m actually fucking one of my top fantasies! Sure, it almost cost me my life, but fuck it, I’d risk it a thousand times over! She’s so damn sexy and hot she could get even a dead man hard!
As he thinks this, for the first time since they started, he looks at Mia. Until now, he hadn’t even looked her way, partly out of fear of her judgment and partly from embarrassment. His gaze drifts between her thighs, then moves up to her breats, and finally meets her eyes. That’s when he realizes she was looking at him too — and they both look away at the same moment, suddenly aware of each other’s attention.
I wonder if one day I could fuck her too... no, I doubt she’d really be interested in me. Right now, she probably just sees me as a horny dog humping another one of his kind. I’m definitely not what someone like her would be looking for in a guy. Whatever, better not think about it and just enjoy the moment. Who knows when she’ll let me have her again, so I can’t afford to waste even a second!
"D-Damn, Chris... Zaira was right, there’s really something supernatural about your cock! I-It’s not possible that after not even five minutes I— aaaaaah!"
A deep, decisive thrust of his cock sends Isabelle over the edge, making her climax instantly. Her arms and legs tremble as if seized by spasms, his hardness still pounding inside her even after the orgasm as if nothing has changed.
"C-Chris, give me a moment... aaaah... I’m not as young as I used to be, I’m not used to this anymore! I-I need to... to catch my breath for a second, then we can keep going all night..."
"That’s it? Looks like you’re all talk and no bite," Zaira grumbles. "Back on that island in Hawaii you wouldn’t shut up about stamina, and now you’re giving up after five minutes? No fucking way! Go on, Chris, fuck her properly!"
"Th-That’s exactly what I intend to do! Y-You made me wait forever, and there’s no way in hell I’m waiting any longer! In fact... Isabelle... I swear... I swear tomorrow you won’t even be able to sit down!"
Zaira gives him a mischievous smirk.
"My stud, don’t tell me you’re really planning to...?"
"Isabelle said tonight I can fuck her any way I want, and that’s exactly what I intend to do!"
Then he grabs Isabelle by the hips and pushes her down onto her stomach. He pins her wrists to the mattress while Zaira, still above him, grabs her ass and spreads her cheeks as wide as she can.
Genuine fear flashes across Isabelle’s face as she feels the tip of Chris’s cock press against her asshole.
"W-Wait, Chris... it’s true I said you could do anything you wanted to me, but... I’ve never taken it there... g-give me a moment to—"
But she doesn’t even have time to finish her plea before he starts to slide inside her, cautiously.
Isabelle isn’t the only one new to this. It’s Chris’s first time too, and he has no idea how difficult — or even painful — it might be given how tight it is.
"S-Slow, Chris... easy... easy... please... gently..." Isabelle pleads, almost in tears, like a child about to get their first shot.
"Oh, come on, at this rate it’ll be morning before it’s all in! You need to push harder!" Zaira snaps. Then she drops her weight onto Chris’s back, and his cock slides fully inside Isabelle all at once.
A sharp cry of pain escapes the Platinum Death’s lips, and Chris cries out as well. It feels like his cock is caught in a vise, and they both have to stay completely still for several seconds, slowly getting used to the sensation.
But as Isabelle starts to adjust, the pain slowly turns into pleasure — and the same happens to Chris. He begins moving slowly inside her, until Isabelle herself urges him to push harder, more and more, until he’s fucking her ass like her pussy. All the while, Zaira cheers him on, squeezing and spreading Isabelle’s cheeks.
"Come on, my stud! Hit it harder! Harder! That’s it!"
"Z-Zaira... I don’t need a cheerleader... i-instead... you once said it doesn’t matter if it’s a man or a woman, as long as they’re attractive, right?"
"Of course. That’s why Mia turns me on just as much as you do — why do you ask?"
"And Isabelle...? You like her too, right...?"
"What kind of question is that? She’s the embodiment of sensuality!"
"S-So... I just had an idea..."
A sly smile spreads across Zaira’s face.
"If that’s what I think it is... let’s do it right now!"
"Y-You two... aaaah... what the hell are you planning now...?"
Chris pulls out of Isabelle, his cock sliding free from her ass like Excalibur from the stone. Then he lies down on his back beside her.
"I-Isabelle... get on top of me like Zaira was doing before..."
She obeys instantly, letting his still-hard, flushed cock slip into her dripping pussy.
"Z-Zaira... you already know what to do, right?"
"If I know you well, you don’t need to say another word! Leave it to me!" She replies, licking her lips as she shoots Isabelle a mischievous, excited look.